The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

Chapter 161: Saekma

Saekma? Why is Saekma calling me? “Just me?” “That’s right.” The Black Warrior politely bowed his head and answered me. It seems that among the four Post-Stimulation Indicators of the Black and White Paths, I was the only one who received an invitation from Saekma. In other words, this meant my Saje could not accompany me. Upon realizing this fact, my Saje’s eyes widened. ‘This is awkward. I can’t refuse now.’ Earlier, I had heard rumors in the Demon Sect Headquarters Marketplace that Saekma had an interest in me. But I never imagined I would be invited. In the Orthodox Faction Martial World, they would decline indirectly, but this wasn’t the Orthodox Faction; it was the Demon Sect. Refusing an invitation from Saekma in the Demon Sect was not a wise choice. After all, I had the Black Obsidian Token given by the Sect Leader, which guaranteed my absolute safety, and I could handle any schemes Saekma might throw at me. So, it was right to go. “Saje.” I looked at my Saje. She kicked a stone dejectedly. Shoo shoo shoo! The stone she kicked vanished into the sky. Why is she acting like that? “Um, Saje.” “It seems someone is looking for me, so I need to step out for a bit.” Upon hearing my words, my Saje’s eyes flickered. She bit her lip. After a brief silence, she spoke. “Um… okay.” [Saje, you must come back to the lodging today. And there, I… I won’t say anything about… don’t do anything weird… I can find out everything…] She also sent a voice message simultaneously. What does “weird” even mean? Did she have some strict idea just because she heard the name Saekma? My Saje’s face turned red. Normally, I would have avoided her reactions, but knowing her true gender made her unnecessarily cute. I was momentarily dazed and then nodded. “Understood. Don’t worry, and please trust and wait for me, Saje.” At my reassurance, my Saje’s eyes widened. She nodded vigorously. “Yes! I will trust you!” “Then I’ll be off.” “I’ll be waiting! Saje! When you come back, we’ll strengthen our friendship!” “Understood.” I really couldn’t fathom how we were supposed to strengthen our friendship. While listening to my Saje’s send-off, I exited the Separate Residence with the Black Warrior.

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If there are Five Justices in the Orthodox, and Five Evils in the Unorthodox, then in the Demon Sect, there existed the Five Demons. In the Demon Sect, governed by the iron-blooded rule of the Strongest Respect, the Five Demons, the gathering of Hwakyung’s Mastery—next in rank after the Heavenly Horse—could truly be described as paramount. Given the enormous power that comes with the title, the residence of the Five Demons was smaller than the Heavenly Horse Hall but boasted a grand scale reminiscent of a fortress. And today, led by the Black Warrior, I arrived at Saekma’s Residence, the Palace of Joy, which was such a place. Here, Saekma’s Palace of Joy was one of the Seven Great Schools governing the Demon Sect, occupying a prestigious position among the Seven Great Demons. True to its name, the Palace of Joy featured erotic spring paintings on the walls, and in the courtyard stood a statue of a man and woman engaged in intimate relations. If one listened closely, the sounds of moaning echoed from various parts of the palace. It was truly sex itself. Following the Black Warrior for a bit longer, I witnessed groups openly indulging in promiscuity throughout the corridors. The smell of lust where the scents of men and women mixed brushed against my nostrils. My brow furrowed instinctively. I had once read records stating that in Saekma’s Palace of Joy, people engaged in relations like beasts everywhere. However, I had not expected it to be this excessive. Every corner held a crude display of intimacy. This was not the sort of Color Spectrum I sought. “Saekma is waiting for the Goeryong in the Wine Pond and Meat Forest.” Perhaps accustomed to such sights, the Black Warrior continued guiding me without raising an eyebrow. As I thought about it, we passed through the palace into the so-called Wine Pond and Meat Forest of the Palace of Joy. Thud. The Black Warrior neatly closed the door to the courtyard behind me. I surveyed the scene of the Wine Pond and Meat Forest. ‘I can’t believe they actually recreated the Wine Pond and Meat Forest.’ I had read accounts of it in records. Saekma had decorated the courtyard of the Palace of Joy like the ancient Wine Pond and Meat Forest created by the tyrants. Here, the Wine Pond and Meat Forest was not a metaphorical expression. It literally meant they had recreated the infamous banquet from antiquity. Honestly, I had thought it was a ridiculous venture, but here I was, witnessing it for real. A pungent scent of alcohol assaulted my senses. Drip drip drip. A pond filled with liquor appeared in my view, and I could also see a watermill circulating with wine. As I turned my sight to the trees, I found raw meat dripping with blood hung from them. It was a true depiction of the Wine Pond and Meat Forest. Unbelievable. This was the pinnacle of unsanitary excess. What a waste of good alcohol. Tsk tsk. Just as I was lost in those thoughts, [Goeryong-nim, please come here.] A women’s sultry voice flowed into my ear. It was Saekma’s voice. I turned my head. In the distance, a pavilion by the massive pond of liquor welcomed me. Saekma was there. A stunning beauty donned in a revealing garment that showcased her ample bosom and curvy body stood there. In front of her was a banquet of delicacies alongside a table of liquor. Yes. That woman is Saekma, one of the Five Demons. Or should I say, ‘is she a woman?’ I knew that Saekma was not originally a woman. Saekma was originally one of the noted Post-Stimulation Indicators in the Palace of Joy and was a man. He was a genius of pleasure. With perfect looks and stamina, and skillfully experiencing every pleasure a man could enjoy at a young age, he became bored after conquering all the beauties of the New Religion. So, he made a resolve. He had so thoroughly enjoyed manly pleasure that he decided to transform into a woman to savor the joys of femininity. To experience all pleasures of the world, Saekma, in his male days, combined incomplete regulation preservation with the secret arts and magical techniques of the Palace of Joy to create the Heavenly Transformation Technique, a technique for transformation. He prepared the one and only elixir in the world, the Yin-Yang Reversal Fruit, as the final touch, removing his male organ to complete his transformation. After consuming the Yin-Yang Reversal Fruit and reaching the Stage of Transcendence, the insane master before me now embodied the transformation into a woman through the Transformation of Flesh and Bone. ‘I remember secretly seeking advice from Saekma in my past life.’ Saekma was the first in the martial world history to achieve the transformation. Thus, when I underwent the transformation suggested by the quack doctor but found my male organ would not grow back, I contacted Saekma in secret, using all my contacts to seek his advice for restoring my male organ. However, even Saekma, who succeeded in transformation, declared the restoration of a man’s member was an entirely different realm, with no chance of success. Moreover, he suggested it might be better to live as a woman, proclaiming that the pleasures of a woman were superior—nonsense that made me furious. Now, as I calmed my boiling rage, I stepped onto the pavilion. “Pleased to meet you, Goeryong-nim.” The somewhat demure Saekma blushed as she politely greeted me. What on earth was this crazy person planning? “The girl is called Nayunbi, who is unfittingly nicknamed Saekma in the New Religion.” The seamless beauty, disguised as a girl, gave a sultry smile. Swish swish. Saekma poured wine into my glass. “I’m sorry, but I don’t drink.” “…Oh, why not?” “It’s not good for stamina.” Alcohol disrupts arousal—that’s a fact proven by modern medicine. Moreover, continuous alcohol intake could lead to erectile dysfunction. So, I didn’t drink. The moment I said this, Saekma displayed a look of surprise. With her hand covering her mouth, she laughed softly. “Oh. I see. How rude of me. Goeryong So Hyup, please forgive me.” With Saekma’s words, the wine jug and glass before me promptly floated into the air and splashed into the nearby pond of liquor. Shortly after, a teapot and teacups flowed over from the other side. Clunk. The teapot, floating through the air, landed neatly in Saekma’s hands. She poured tea into the floating teacup. Swish swish swish. A unique fragrance danced around my nose. ‘Pu-erh tea, huh?’ It was a specialty from Yunnan Province, no doubt a very high-grade antique tea aged for over 30 years. The tea cup that floated above me gently landed before me. “I’ve brewed some tea. Please enjoy.” Despite her seemingly gentle tone and innocent appearance, Saekma’s clothing was so revealing that almost everything was visible. A seductive smile remained etched on her lips. She wasn’t adding any spring drug to my tea, was she? I peered carefully at the tea. Fortunately, there was no trace of any aphrodisiac. But it wouldn’t matter even if there were. I took a generous sip of tea. Saekma watched me with sparkling eyes. The taste of the tea was quite good. To my surprise, it didn’t contain any aphrodisiac. “This is quite decent.” “Oh my. Hehehe. I’m relieved to hear that my personally brewed tea pleases Goeryong-nim.” While fanning herself with a fan, Saekma wore an enchanting smile that could make any man fall for her at first sight. However, I knew Saekma had originally been a man. So I felt no attraction at all. “Let’s cut to the chase. What’s the reason you called me here? And I’m not Goeryong; I’m Geumhu.” Why does she keep irritating me by calling me Goeryong? Upon hearing my words, Saekma chuckled lightly. “I’ve always listened intently to the rumors of the remarkable Geumhu-nim active in the Central Plains from the land of Xinjiang. The man rumored to have stolen the bodies and hearts of countless Orthodox Faction girls, changing them every night, even luring the refined courtesans of the Blue Pavilion and charming the hearts of middle-aged beauties like Geumhu! That’s the rumor!” Sparkle sparkle. Saekma’s eyes sparkled uncomfortably. Clunk. She leaned across the table now turned into a hospitality setup, leaning forward to meet my gaze. Saekma’s ample bosom swayed. “So, Saekma wanted to meet Geumhu-nim. I wanted to see for myself what kind of incredible man could enchant so many ladies with his charming presence.” “Do you really believe that nonsense? I haven’t spent a night with anyone yet.” I told Saekma as I sipped the remaining Pu-erh tea. I wondered when this damn rumor would finally die down. This was absurd. “Hehe, no need to be so humble. This isn’t the Orthodox Faction Martial World; it’s the New Religion, right? You don’t need to put on a hypocritical mask.” She leaned in closer, whispering in my ear. A hypocritical mask? What on earth is she misunderstanding? I sighed involuntarily. Knowing that continuing this topic would likely not convince this crazy person, I decided to change the subject. “Anyway, now that you’ve seen me in person, how do you feel?” At my question, Saekma smiled. A sweet fragrance wafted from her. Her eyes were filled with wonder. A rosy blush bloomed shyly on her cheeks. “Really… You are beyond the rumors I’ve heard. Hehehe…” Saekma licked her lips. She stroked my cheek and whispered in my ear, “…I feel like I want to share the joys of clouds and rain with Geumhu-nim right now. You are truly captivating. How about it? Shall we indulge in the pleasures of the Wine Pond and Meat Forest together?” What? Is she crazy?